Jasper laughed mirthfully at Mre's remark. It was not a pleasant laugh. Then he raised his eyebrows at Shay. "Oh, i never mentioned killing. You know what I'm into."
Eric leaned back a little at the dragon tattoo's movement. "Huh. Wish I could get something like that," he said in a low voice, trying not too look too appreciative. He hated seeming like he was willing to be anyone's fan; it didn't gain honest friends.
Lander rolled his eyes. This was getting into dangerous territory. "Shut up Jasper, don't be weird." He turned to Shay. "Dude! Gross! That's the riff-raff we're talking about man. They probably shouldn't even be here."
"Woah!" Aster's eyes sparkled literal sparkles at Kikiro's tattoo. Sometimes magic just flowed out of her. "That's so cool!" She spun around so fast, if her hair was any longer it would have slapped Kikiro in the face. "Right?" she asked Eric. "We should totally do that together!"
Jasper chuckled. "A body's a body. Just because what's in their veins is filth, doesn't mean they can't look good."
Eric blinked at her enthusiasm, then smiled indulgently. "When I turn 18, sure. You know my dad doesn't like that stuff. Besides, I think I'm doing okay with my herb magic for now."
(We got some Draco Malfoys up in here. lol)
Shay shrugged, smiling the kind of smile that made knees weak and hearts flutter. He had to agree with Jasper. "Riff-raff is fun to play with, Lander. Putting them in their place even more so. We'll see what kind of worthless street magic we are dealing with once classes start. All we need to do is remind this institution of were true power lies." He nudged Lander one more. "And that is with the old bloodlines."
Kikiro blinked, clearly baffled by Aster's enthusiasm. A small part of her was slightly pleased at the praise, and her lips continued to hold their smiling position. "It requires much training and meditation, but–" she started looking serious and cold once more. It was going to take most people some getting used to her resting bitch face. "But I would be happ–able to share my knowledge of the art with you."
Olive rolled her eyes. “You guys are so weird,” she said. “They’re just poor a couple of poor street rats.” Yes, the girl they were talking about was hot, but Olive was not in the mood to pick on random people. If the scholarship kids were so beneath them, why did Olive’s friends even care? Though she supposed it might be interesting to tease them a bit.
Archer watched the others with interest, speaking up for once. “Is that offer extended to all of us? Because I would like to learn too, if you’re okay with it,” he added.
Blair looked interested. "I'd like to learn more, it seems pretty wicked." He nodded with a small shrug, Goldie climbed back onto his shoulder. "Rich kids looking at us, behind us, but still looking. Seem to be scheming." She told him, to which he laughed. "It seems some rich kids think we're competition." He said, jutting out a finger behind him.
Aster whipped around in her seat so she faced the direction of where Blair’s finger was pointing. A bunch of boys and a girl lounged on some chairs a few rows ahead of them. She turned back around. “Oh yeah. I accidentally bumped into one of those boys. He called me freshman. I get it man, I’m short.”
“No Olive, they’re different. They don’t even use regular potion ingredients or regular methods. None of what they do is regulation. They’re breaking the law. And now they’re in our school.” He nodded to Shay and put his feet up on the chair in front of him. “Damn right old bloodlines.”
"I'm gonna do something about it," Blair said, standing up and leaving his bag on the table. "This isn't a good idea, do you want a fight?" Goldie asked, to which he responded with. "Hell yes." Blair started to walk up the isle, making eye contact with on of them.
Mre was watching him walk up the lane and shook one of his friend's arms. "The scorpion guy is coming this way." He whispered.
"Of course. I do not see why not. Offensive magic is actually kind of–fun." Kikiro said quietly, answering Archer's question. "Good job making friends, Ro!" Calcifer purred against her cheek, unfortunately his master was too distracted to respond. Kikiro's eyes followed the direction of Blair's trajectory until it landed on a group of young mages that looked like they had both way too much money and time on their hands. Arrogance oozed from the group like a fog. Kikiro frowned. Her father has warned her about the 'old bloodlines', but she never thought they'd be to blatant about it. She didn't think it wise to get into any altercation on the first day, but she made no move to stop Blair. More curious than worried.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." Shay murmured, watching one of the street rats stride up to their group. Layla leaped down to his knee, wings flapping in warning. "He's looking to fight, Shay. Look sharp. I do not see anyone of authority around to stop him." Shay chuckled mirthlessly, his handsome features going cold and calculated. Just in case, he started up a small spell in the palm of his hand. No use not being prepared.
(Shay's kinda hot in like an evil-ish way)
"Oh gods." Aster's heart rate spiked as she watched Blair march up to the mages. They looked dangerous; like they could beat him to a pulp. Cagney hissed, sensing Aster's anxiety. 'Please?' She thought to him, looking down at his little snakehead. Cagney nodded and slithered up the aisle after Blair. He would watch him and alert Aster to any trouble.
Lander's eye's lowered and his mouth twisted into a cruel smile. "Aw look, he has a death wish." Sasha hopped into his lap, facing the incoming street-mage. Her whole body was tense, ready to attack if necessary.
He stopped right in front of them. "Hi, I'll get right to the point. I can tell you're all rich assholes and not very pretty ones if I would say. So let's make an agreement, you stay away from my friends and you get to keep your fingers attached to your hand." Goldie looked about to strike, but didn't move.
(oop i was asleep man i missed a bit)
(and yeah Draco Malfoy indeed lmao jasper's a Big dickhead and he sounds like he just talks big but he's capable of a Lot of horrible things)
Eric paled as Blair spoke. "Oh fuck. Oh gods."
Jasper came alive at Blair's threat, a large grin involuntarily taking over his attractive features. "I told you they need to be taught a lesson," he said to Lander. "Go," he murmured to his ferret.
In a flash, Cleaver had scuttled up Blair's body, taken a hair from his head, and jumped neatly on Jasper's legs.
Lander looked around at his friends, examining them all carefully. "I think we're all plenty pretty, right guys?" He did something. Sasha muttered to him, directing her attention at Jasper. I know. That wasn't Lander's problem right now. "We can do whatever the hell we want, and mess with whoever the hell we want, and you can't stop us. Now I think it's best that you leave," he said, any trace of a fake smile vanishing.
(Lol. That's the idea. I'm running with some chaotic characters right now. I think they both may be chaotic neutral.)
Kikiro continued to look on curiously, although her body was far from relaxed. It wouldn't take much to leap over the chairs and deliver a few good blows before the other realized what happened. Tilting her head to the side, she considered it, but she had promised her father that she would not mess up this opportunity. Kikiro's hand tightened into a fist on her leg. Calcifer lept from her shoulder to the floor, quickly moving his way down the aisle until he sat between the group of arrogant mages and Blair.
"Already causing issues, eh Street Rat?" Shay said, feigning relaxation. "We've done nothing but chat and you're threatening us. Doesn't seem like a good way to start the term." He kept his palm face down against his leg, but he could feel the little zaps from his spell.
Eric looked at Kikiro. "If he doesn't come back in 30 seconds, I'm going over there to take him back. I'm not a coward, but I don't wanna fuck with these kids."
Jasper leaned in, black eyes shimmering. "You know what I can do with this, right?" he said, holding up one of Blair's hairs.
Lander knew he was playing with fire but he reached across Jasper and snatched the hair from his hand. "Now now Jasper, play nice." Sasha jumped off of his lap as he stood. He was slightly shorter than the boy but the confidence that rolled off of him was enough to make up for it. "I suggest you go sit back down. It's like Shay said, we don't want to cause trouble early on do we? Now make like the rat you are and scurry away."
Jasper narrowed his eyes at Lander, but said nothing. After all, it was in a weak person's nature to have a limit. He'd personally never had one, except how convenient acting on his urges would be. This time, he could see nothing to prevent him from summoning a demon and binding it to the city scum, filling his sleep with night terrors until he was driven mad.
(we should wait for blair i think)
(D: we were on a rollllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll)
Blair laughed, quickly muttering a quick spell and the hair burst into flames, not hot enough to hurt anyone, but hot enough to burn the hair. "If the rat tries anything, attack. If they attack I want you to try and get away as soon as possible, I can't have you hurt." He told Goldie using their bond. "And because I was raised on the streets, I have street smarts and my spells."
(Hmmm. I shall think on it. Question though: are they waiting for a Headmaster or someone to come make a speech and start the term? Then they go to classes like Hogwarts? Alsooooooooo do they live on campus? I'm curious and obviously overly excited about this rp)
"You have knock off magic and the skills of a common human." Shay said, leaning back and dissipating his spell. He didn't fell like wasting his magic today. Or showing off, despite the two pretty street rat girls staring at their group. "Please go back to your people, you're annoying us with your presence." Layla fluttered back up to his shoulder, as he waved dismissively at the boy.
Mre had stayed quiet up til now, Jer curled up in his lap. "I think you should go." He said softly, pointing over to where the other new kids were.
Blair, of course, ignored Mre. "My people?" He shook his head like he couldn't belive it. "My mama and papa were part of the old bloodlines but I was raised by people on the streets who had the same amount of power any of you. Do you know why they were living on the street? Becuase of people like you, people who think upbringing is the only thing that matters in this world." Blair snarled before turning away and walking back, but not before giving them the middle finger.
(Aster @ Shay: Begone Straight™ boi thot!)
"By the gods, finally," Lander muttered, sitting back down. "These people need to learn their place, or we are going to have some serious issues."
"Blair!" Aster hissed. "Why did you do that? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Or shunned? Or expelled? No one wants us here, don't give them a reason to kick us out!" She pleaded. Cagney slithered back to her and wrapped himself up on her lap. She stroked his head, worried.
Blair was already gone, his midle finger still up becuase he's a little bitch. He plopped back down on his chair, resting his feet on his bag. "That took all my self control not to inject venom into their veins." He muttered to himself. "And I did that, Aster, becouse it's better to throw the first punch then it is to feel it."
Mre on the other hand was watching him walk off. "Well that could've gone better." He muttered as he turned to the group. "We could at least have met his brashness with politenses."
Aster sucked her lip as her eyebrows knitted together. "Yeah, but we didn't know they were gonna do anything to us in the first place." She looked behind her. "Well, most of them. I don't like the look of that one with the ferret."
"Hey, he was looking for a fight, we needed to show him that wasn't a good idea," Lander told Mre. "That's all. We can't let people like him get away with shit like that."
"Attention students!" The headmaster stood on the stage and yelled out into the theater. "I would like to welcome you to the first day of term!" The theater burst into half-hearted applause.
